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The crowning ceremony for one Caro Lichfield, District 12, gets a particularly lovely turnout. The Capitol crowds like her very much, obviously - but they like Victors, in general, the bloodier the better. Everyone's very excited about the surprise win from perhaps the most underdog of underdog districts, and in what a spectacular fashion it was. The Flower of District 12 had given them quite a wonderfully bloody show, hadn't she? The drama. The betrayal. The violence. But, on with the show!
Caesar greets the audience with his usual panache before begining the introductions for the Victor's prep team. Weyoun Trinket is first, smiling, wavin and beaming brightly at the audience. Garak and Portia follow to loud applause, of course, they had done such a good job. Walter is the last and he barely gets out on stage before he stumbles, nearly falling before catching himself at what might be literally the last possible second. He pauses his movement towards his spot to look vaguely relieved, then grin and give a very clear no I'm ok, I'm ok thumbs up. The crowd roars in laughter then claps and stomps for about five minutes straight. To his credit, he manages to not look all that shocked on camera.
Once the crowd quiets down, Caro is lifted up to the stage from below it to much fanfare. She looks lovely, no trace of the violence and horror of her Games to speak of, and her dress is something that her stylist will get yet more acclaim. She finds her seat - the wonderfully ornate throne everyone has seen every year - and settles in while Caesar cues the recap. The lights dim, and the highlight reel begins. They cut those long 7 days into only the 'best' - and only what fits their particular storyline, that of a very cunning girl. The death of Ceebee and Cypress is included and accompanied by a very sad song, a leitmotif that plays again both in Zopf's eventual demise and then in Caro's eventual triumph.
The lights brighten again, and the anthem repeats as President Snow himself takes the stage. A small girl accompanies him with a crown held delicately on a very ornate pillow. He places it on Caro's head to thundering applause. Much waving and smiling follows, until Caesar finally reminds the audience to tune in for the Victory interview! And then the show ends.
Caesar greets the audience with his usual panache before begining the introductions for the Victor's prep team. Weyoun Trinket is first, smiling, wavin and beaming brightly at the audience. Garak and Portia follow to loud applause, of course, they had done such a good job. Walter is the last and he barely gets out on stage before he stumbles, nearly falling before catching himself at what might be literally the last possible second. He pauses his movement towards his spot to look vaguely relieved, then grin and give a very clear no I'm ok, I'm ok thumbs up. The crowd roars in laughter then claps and stomps for about five minutes straight. To his credit, he manages to not look all that shocked on camera.
Once the crowd quiets down, Caro is lifted up to the stage from below it to much fanfare. She looks lovely, no trace of the violence and horror of her Games to speak of, and her dress is something that her stylist will get yet more acclaim. She finds her seat - the wonderfully ornate throne everyone has seen every year - and settles in while Caesar cues the recap. The lights dim, and the highlight reel begins. They cut those long 7 days into only the 'best' - and only what fits their particular storyline, that of a very cunning girl. The death of Ceebee and Cypress is included and accompanied by a very sad song, a leitmotif that plays again both in Zopf's eventual demise and then in Caro's eventual triumph.
The lights brighten again, and the anthem repeats as President Snow himself takes the stage. A small girl accompanies him with a crown held delicately on a very ornate pillow. He places it on Caro's head to thundering applause. Much waving and smiling follows, until Caesar finally reminds the audience to tune in for the Victory interview! And then the show ends.
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And he's not even faking that. To be so assured of yourself in winning the Games, and to be right about it, well. That is something. "As was your strategy. I must say you played the others masterfully."
Of course, there's always more to add.
"And you had quite the team to aid you! I know this was the first years for both your stylist and your escort, and it has been a long time since I have seen Mr. Sullivan in the spotlight. Such a pity, too, what a charming man. The crowd did seem to love his appearance at your crowning." Of course charming really isn't the word most would use, but it is both polite and relatively appropriate at the moment. The man could at least poke fun at his missteps, at least. "What was your first impression of them all, when you first met? After your Reaping and your realization you'd win."
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"Oh, the team was amazing!" Caro chirps. "Oh wow, first impressions... it feels like such a long time ago!" She makes a show of thinking it over. "Well, to be honest I kind of forgot it was Mister Weyoun and Mister Garak's first year! They all work so well together, you'd think they'd known each other for years!" Which is... surprisingly true, actually. And also didn't really answer the question, but too bad. And there is no way you could get her to comment on "charming."
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He doesn't buy that answer for a second but he grins like he does, because it's the one he expected. "And next year you get to join them as a mentor. After your Victory Tour, of course."
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He smiles again. "Perhaps next year you'll see the crowning from the prep team's part of the stage!" There's a pause there as he gets a notification. "Ah, it seems our time tonight has come to an end. It was wonderful as always to see you, Caro, and once again, congratulations on your win."
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"Hey, I would have talked about my very exciting rock collection, if only I had been asked." She tries to look innocent again, but between claiming to have a rock collection and the face Q makes at that, she just cracks up laughing after about two seconds.
She looks around for her team, who should be waiting just offstage.
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"The viewers like consistency," Caesar replies once he's done looking long suffering about Q.
"That explains why you haven't aged since I saw you last." Walter actually squints at him. "Capitol viewers and their need for consistency, eh?"
Caesar just sighs again. "Mr. Sullivan, could you not."
"I'm charming, though." Walter manages to say completely blank-faced. After a moment of staring down Flickerman, he cracks a very wolfish grin. "Regretting that comment already?"
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Q just rolls his eyes at all of it, and loudly proclaims "I think I need another drink if we're going to have Amateur Hour before the Victory Banquet."
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Alright they are on a schedule but he's going to let himself have a moment of fun, here. Why not.
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"At least they haven't had to give me a bulk discount yet. Try not to concuss anything tonight, huh?" And with a wink and a last fake toast in Caro and Sullivan's direction, Q is up and sweeping out of the room.
Caro turns to look up at Sullivan. "And here I thought you were about to tell me to hurry up."
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That's an understatement, actually. He might have even exchanged verbal barbs with Q longer had he been given the opportunity. "Alright, let's get the fuck outta here and go see about this goddamn party thing we gotta attend."
Despite the copious amounts of booze likely to be available he really, really does not like parties.